Straight man of steel

Chapter 1 Determined to be a Blacksmith
"Ding ding ding dong."

The entire mansion was filled with the sound of metal crashing.

The sky was gloomy, and there was a little rain mixed with the cold wind, but the house was as warm as spring.Beside the one-foot-high iron-smelting furnace, stood a skinny young man topless.He continuously threw the charcoal placed under the awning into the huge iron-making furnace. From time to time, he used an iron rod with a linen cloth tied at the top to clear the mouth of the bottom of the iron-making furnace.

"Ayuan, this fire is not so strong anymore, hurry up and push the skin down."

Zhang Yuan didn't speak, and quickly ran to the leather blower on the back of the ironmaking furnace to push it.

He has been doing this job for three months.

One day three months ago, when he was waiting for the high-speed train on the edge of the platform, he was fascinated by reading a book. After he was accidentally pushed off the platform by a young man who was playing around, he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was lying in a strange room, the world famous book "How the Steel Was Tempered" in my hand was gone, and even the clothes on my body had become the roughest sackcloth. There will always be overseers urging him to work in this ironworks.

"I don't know when these days will end."

Zhang Yuan raised his head to look at the rainy weather, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

For three months, Zhang Yuan has been taciturn. Talking less and doing more has become his principle of doing things. He is not only working here, but Zhang Yuan has learned more or less from the mouths of the craftsmen in the iron smelting workshop around him. Information about this strange world.

This time was the period of Emperor Han Jing of the Han Dynasty, the sixth year of middle school, that is, 140 BC.In Zhang Yuan's impression, there are still more than three years before Han Wudi ascends the throne.

As for this workshop, it is one of the family businesses of Zhuo Wangsun, a giant iron smelter in Linqiong, Shu County.

But the origin of Zhang Yuan's body seemed a bit pitiful, and the soles of his feet were still imprinted with the Zhuo family's imprint.

Zhang Yuan was sold to the Zhuo family as a servant when he was 11 years old. A few years ago, the workshop was short of people, so Zhang Yuan was transferred to the workshop to do some chores.

This stay is three years.

"The eldest daughter of the Zhuo family is here."

A voice suddenly came from outside the workshop, and everyone who had no work in their hands walked towards the door.

It was the first time Zhang Yuan had seen such movement, and he ignored the chores at hand, and followed to the door to watch the excitement.

Without much effort, a gorgeously dressed and beautiful girl, surrounded by seven or eight house slaves, walked into the workshop, and said to the workshop steward standing beside her as she walked.

"Father sent me here to urge Uncle Li, the batch of iron billets from Wang's blacksmith shop must be rushed out today.

Their family is a big customer of our family. Although they are in a hurry now, we must not make shoddy products and ruin our reputation. "

The workshop steward lowered his head and said to the eldest daughter of the Zhuo family.

"Miss, I will let the people under my hand stop other work and rush to make the batch of iron billets of the Wang family first, so don't worry.

Before dark, I will definitely send all the iron billets to Wang's blacksmith shop. "

A charming smile appeared on the face of the eldest daughter of the Zhuo family.

"Uncle Li has always been my father's right-hand man. Of course, Wenjun can trust Uncle Li, but my father entrusted me with this matter, so I came to look for Uncle Li. I hope Uncle Li doesn't mind."

"Miss, you don't need to explain to the old man, I know the painstaking efforts of the lady. The workshop is dirty and messy, and the lady is worth a thousand dollars. Please go back to the house first, and I will definitely deliver the goods on time."

The eldest daughter of the Zhuo family nodded, turned around and left the workshop with the slaves who came with her.

As soon as she left, the workshop manager returned to his usual fierce appearance and shouted to the crowd.

"Look at everything, didn't you hear what the eldest lady said, why don't you hurry up and go to work.

Before the sun goes down, if the iron billets cannot be delivered to Wang's blacksmith shop, you all have to leave with me. "

As soon as the words fell, the servants and craftsmen who were watching dispersed.

When Zhang Yuan retreated to his own iron-smelting furnace, he asked the little worker next to him who was doing odd jobs like him.

"Zhao Er, who is that young lady who came here just now? Why is the steward treating her so respectfully?"

Zhao Er turned around and looked at Zhang Yuan with a terrified expression.

"Ayuan, are you out of your mind? Ever since you woke up from a coma, I felt something was wrong with you.

The noble lady who came here just now is Zhuo Wenjun, the eldest lady of the Zhuo family. The noble lady is not something that our servants can discuss in the audience. Don't ask any more questions, so as not to be heard by someone who cares, go to Li Guanshi to sue you If you look like this, you will definitely be whipped when the time comes. "

Zhang Yuan smiled at Zhao Er.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore, just go to work."

Apart from cursing the strictness of the ancient class system in his heart, Zhang Yuan had no other option at the moment.

Afterwards, although he continued to do chores by the iron furnace, he kept thinking about Zhuo Wenjun, the eldest lady of the Zhuo family who came just now.

"This is one of the four talented women in China. Such an appearance, such a figure. You can't even look at it directly, so don't worry about it.

Hey, anyway, I am also a time traveler, how can I get so miserable, I am not an emperor or prince when I travel to ancient times, but also a prodigal son of a big family.

Why did I time travel and become a servant of someone else's family.

Everything written in online novels is a lie. "

Zhang Yuan was doubting the authenticity of the online novel deep in his heart, when a shout suddenly came from his ear.

"Ayuan, come here."

Zhang Yuan turned his head and saw that it was Uncle Li, the manager of the workshop, calling him.

Could it be that what I just asked Zhao Er was overheard by others, and then I really went to Guanshi Li to sue myself?
Although it was possible that he was going to be whipped, Zhang Yuan put down what he was doing and ran over.

"Guard Li, do you have any orders?"

Uncle Li, the manager of the workshop, looked at Zhang Yuan earnestly, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Ah Yuan, you have been working in this workshop for several years, have you seen these masters forging iron on weekdays?"

"Yeah, I've seen it."

"Then do you think you can handle some simple blacksmith work?"

Zhang Yuan suddenly realized that this might be his first chance to cross over, a chance to upgrade from a handyman to a blacksmith.

The blacksmith's residence and food are much better than those of their handymen. To be a blacksmith, although you still have to work hard, at least your living conditions have improved a lot.

Although Zhang Yuan has no memory of the previous body, but as a modern person, he still has a strong learning ability, so he nodded in response.

"Okay, Manager Li, I will definitely be able to come."

The chief manager of the workshop breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Zhang Yuan.

"I knew, A Yuan, that you could do it. Okay, come with me, and I'll take you somewhere."

After saying this, Guanshi Li took Zhang Yuan to another courtyard.

The main business of the Zhuo family is to smelt iron ore, make iron billets and sell them to other blacksmiths, but they usually make some iron tools for sale.

The place where Manager Li brought Zhang Yuan here is where the blacksmiths of the Zhuo family work.

Although it was still raining at the moment, the group of big men with thick arms were still waving the hammers in their hands.

Li Guanshi brought Zhang Yuan to a corner, where the newly cast iron slabs just pulled from the nearby yard were piled up.Li Guanshi pointed to these iron billets and said to Zhang Yuan.

"Ah Yuan, when this batch of iron slabs was poured, the mold was broken, and it is too late to go back to the furnace and re-smelt it.

You're right here, just flatten the bumps on these slabs. "

Zhang Yuan looked at these iron billets. What the customer wanted should be boxy, but there is a protrusion on the surface of these billets, which looks extremely weird, but fortunately there is only one side, so the difficulty is not too great.

"Okay, leave this job to me, don't worry about Li Guanshi."

Although Li Guanshi was still a little worried, he still said to Zhang Yuan.

"Okay, A Yuan, when you're done, go find me in the cashier."

"Here."

(End of this chapter)